- Gen. Pike: Keep your troops back, Captain Calhoun. Parade regulations - colored companies fifteen yards behind whites.
- [to a Buffalo Soldier]
- Victorio: Why do you murder my people for those who made you less than cattle.
- Sgt. Wyatt: Believe this, then... come tomorrow's sun, I will kill every man, woman, and child in this canyon, and it will be on your head.